Eridan leaned his head against the cold car window, his head lightly bouncing off the back of his seat. He groaned, closing his eyes. This was the fourth move in six months ,just because his father Dualscar couldn't keep work and romance into two different categories. He hadn't stayed in one high school for too long, but at least he was trying to get into whatever form of education he could get, unlike his brother Cronus. The car was silent, as family conversations were never welcome and no one could agree on just one radio channel. Eridan heard his father clear his throat.
"So, uh, Eridan! I think you'll do well in this high school. It's your last year as well! Make some friends, okay?" He looked at Eridan through the car mirror.
"Just so that you can fuck their mothers?" Eridan replied, sitting up. The car was silent once again. Eridan knew that this school was going to be just like all the others, and that he wouldn't be there for more than a month or two. He wouldn't join any clubs or participate in any school events, just do homework and chat with whomever he could get a hold of online. Usually he wouldn't talk to any of them, just lay in his bed and stare at the ceiling or sit on the window sill until he fell asleep or when the sun came up.
"Well, at least we have a big house unlike last time. We got private bathrooms right? I mean, sharin' wasn't bad and all, but I gotta have some private time, you know?" The car stopped and Cronus was the first one out, hurriedly lighting a cigarette. Eridan sluggishly opened the door and slung one of his bags over his shoulder. He was right, this house really was bigger. But it was also on a street where every house looked the same, with the same porches and the same doors and the same build. He ran his hand through his hair in disappointment. At least being in a city there was diversity and some kind of individuality. Here, there was absolutely nothing. He dragged out his suitcase from the trunk and walked up the porch, setting his stuff down.
"Are you going to let me in, or are we going to spend all of our days here?" Eridan said, yawning. He caught the keys that his father threw at him and opened the door, pulling his bags behind him. There was a kitchen to his right, and what looked like a living room to his left. He peeked around the corner and saw a sort of dining area, which he knew that they would use maybe once, and a large, ugly, old-fashioned wood stove fireplace. In front of him was a set of stairs which he began to climb, assuming that the bedrooms were upstairs. Arriving on the second floor he looked into each room before choosing the one in the back, the only room with a set or drawers and a closet. He slammed the door as soon as he heard someone else arriving onto the floor, flopping onto the unmade mattress.
"Hey chief, who gives you the right to choose first? I am the oldest of us two, you know?" Cronus tried to open the door, but Eridan had shoved his luggage against it as well as locking it. Cronus eventually gave up, and left Eridan to get his shit together in peace. To pass the time until dinner, he made his bed, unpacked a few things, got the wireless setup, and looked out of the window to see what might be viewed. His perspective was looking out to the front of the house, with only a narrow view of the houses next door. Suddenly, a small group of maybe five people began walking up to their porch, and he heard the doorbell ring a few seconds later.
"SOMEONE'S DOWNSTAIRS." Eridan yelled out to whoever was around, and eventually his dad opened the door. Casualties were exchanged, as well as a batch of some sort of baked good, presumably muffins or brownies. A few minute later, the people left and the small tidbit of excitement vanished.
Dualscar called Eridan and Cronus both down into the dining room for a 'moving in meal', consisting of microwave pizzas and large sodas.
"So, our neighbors seem nice." Dualscar said, taking a bite of his pizza. Eridan shrugged.
"Keyword 'seem'" He responded.
"I'm serious. They even brought muffins."
"They all bring muffins, dad." The rest of dinner was silent until doughnuts were handed out, when Cronus spoke up.
"Seemed like one was a real babe. I gotta be on a name basis, you get? Dish 'em out will yah?" Cronus winked, rolling up one of his sleeves. Eridan rolled his eyes.
"When was the last time you even spoke to a girl? Two years ago? Three?" Eridan rolled up his napkin, placing it on the table.
"When was the last time you even went out wit one? Never?" Cronus threw his napkin at Eridan, but he dodged it and used the insult as leverage to get him out of the room and upstairs. Starting up his computer, a few people were online, but he didn't feel like speaking to any of them. He took a shower and stood under the warm water, letting it wash away the day's drive. After drying off he changed into a pair of boxers and lay on his bed, trying to get used to the room's layout. He ended up staying up until at least four am rearranging and changing everything, from the position of the drawers to the color of his bed sheets.